The Doctors (3 of them) aren't sure what it is but they all agree it isn't dangerous.

It has been biopsied.It grew back.

It was excised.It grew back.

The general surgeon excised it.It grew back.

Now the Orthopedist is going to open up the toe joint and try to remove it.

Ironically, all the pathology reports agree it is a " nonrecurring mucus cyst". I do not think that means what they think it means!

So my toe does this: it grows a large, heavy blister-like cyst out of the toe joint.Then it gets too painful and in the way so I drain it.The skin crusts up and peels off, leaving a little scab.Then it starts all over again. Takes about 8 weeks, end to end.

This last time, I had to wait a couple months to drain it because I was waiting for the specialist referral.But when I got to drain it...bliss!As I watched the clear, thick jelly ooze out, I thought "How excellently gross!"

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"I think her scattergun was only loaded with commas and full-stops, although some of them cuddled together for warmth and produced little baby colons and semi-colons." ~ Margo

Given that I have a large dog, the occasional animal corpse is to be expected. However, having to clean up regurgitated gopher skulls encased in dog puke goes beyond my ability to deal with it nicely.

My mom makes me clean up the half-eaten chipmunks her poodle chases and snacks on. She just can't handle it, which is alright, but I wish she wouldn't stand there, flap her hands helplessly, and go "ewwwwww, you actually picked that up!" when I gather the bits into the pooper scooper...

Said poodle also had a sebaceous cyst recently. It had to be regularly squeezed for a few days, and it never erupted at the same angle once. Lots of face squirts...

See, I don't mind the half eaten critters. It's the fully eaten critters who come back up that are the problem. Especially when they come back up as skeletons covered in puke.

ETA: I also found a spine shortly after I posted the last post. And not the kind of spine we like to find around this forum.

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Some people lift weights. I lift measures. It's a far more esoteric workout. - (Quoted from a personal friend)

In one such shopping center, a white car with a single occupant sat, for more than a day. The female in the car had either died from a possible overdose or intentional suicide and their were many containers marked with hazardous labels in the car. She had been dead for over a day when the call came in and the hazmat team went to retrieve the body and conduct an investigation.

We saw a horse Saturday, lying on it's side. No respiration or ear/tail movements. I called the non-emergency number, but I'm still sad.

There are usually 8-16 horses outside at that stable. When we went by Saturday, there were lots of people and no horses. I think it may have been a neglect case, although the horse appeared to be of a healthy weight. Two more trips by there and all the horses are gone.

I wasn't sure if this should go here, or in the "Things you shouldn't laugh at" thread... so here goes.

Yesterday, after her bath, I put the baby (17 mos old) in her crib naked. She sits down and I give her book. I go back into the bathroom where my older daughter is still in the tub. My husband goes into the baby's room.... we have a clear line of sight to one another. This is what happens next:

Husband: Whoa! She's peeing!!

He stands there and watches the baby excitedly play in the new puddle. (There's a rubber sheet on the bed, which is why the pee hasn't soaked up into anything.)

Husband: Wow.... that's a lot of pee.

He stands there, looking down on her, not making a move to do anything.

Me: Get the book out of her bed!!!H: What?M: Get the book out of her bed! H: Oh, yeah.

He lifts the book away from her. She's still splashing in the puddle, and I see one hand go up to her mouth. She puts one finger in her mouth, closes her lips around it, then pull the finger out. It makes a delightful smacking sound, and she gets a thoughtful look on her face.

I lose it and start laughing. He caught the incident out of the corner of his eye and said: "Did she just do what I think she did?"

Me: Yeah.H: *shudder* Ewwwwww!

He stood there as I came back into the room, grabbed some wipes, grabbed the baby and lifted her out of her crib. I wiped her off, and set her down to toddle around.

Today, in one of my meetings that image of her with her finger in her mouth came to mind and I started giggling uncontrollably.

It depends on the guy - not just which generation he is in - but him. Even guys who did child care when younger may still stop & watch the kid instead of reacting to what is going on to stop something from happening...

Like "well the diaper is almost full but it should be able to wait fifteen minutes since we're about to leave and the house is *pretty close*" - a mother might decide to change the baby before leaving or even when they get out to the car before putting it in the baby seat (if she has a spare diaper - I have been in the situation where you change them into the last clean dry diaper *then* they do something to make you wonder if it will last even fifteen minutes to get home - but *not* having them in a diaper is never the best option).

Then the "but we just changed them twenty minutes ago and it isn't *that* full" diaper has a blow out/springs a leak (depending on what happened) and the car seat needs to be hosed down, disinfected, and the seat padding pulled out to be washed between leaving (wherever) and getting "home" (or wherever you were heading where there were more diapers available - including a store).

Although there were times when the top came off the baby bottle and the mess was bottle contents sprayed everywhere instead of diaper contents...kids are amazing at coming up with different ways to make messes...

I made a quilted fabric removable liner for thet car seat that could go in the washing machine & both hosed down the car seat and then swabbed down the waterproof lining with a soapy sponge, a towel with clean water, and then a disinfectant wipe. And used a towel to blot up a lot of water that I'd soaked the carpet with (no steam cleaner - but we lived in Phoenix, Arizona and the carpet was going to dry very, very fast...).

Ten years later, the *next* baby did it to a newer car seat...I got paranoid about having *extra* diapers with me...still didn't always have enough as the old adage about the tasks expanding to fill the time available proved to be true about spare diapers, too.

*edited to get rid of all caps in single words & add * to either side to add emphasis instead - and then edited because Spell Check only makes sure that what is there is spelled correctly - not that it has the correct phrasing for what you thought you were writing...